Chapter 1610： Desperate De Erye

At this time, De Erye was like a spoonful of spiced bottles, which was mixed with sweet and bitter, and the swollen face was full of tangles and pain.

He is just a negligible field repair. Although he is arrogant with the name of the blood-blade blade, he can only be able to do it in front of the wilderness.

But now he is smug, and he has offended a warlord, and can no longer be used as a dead to describe his own behavior.

If this matter is placed on someone else, he will definitely give a thumbs up and then say "there is a kind"!

But when I put it on myself, I know how bad this taste is.

The more I feel in my heart, the more I feel wronged, and at the same time, I also raise my endless fear. De Erye just listened to Tang Zhen and said that he should use his own means of torture.

When you torture others, it looks very enjoyable and can satisfy your own abnormal psychology.

But once you fall on your own body, the cruel scene is just to think about it, let De Erye shudder.

"No, I can't sit still, I have to find a way as soon as possible!"

De Erye was angry in his heart. If he could not ask for forgiveness, he would rather commit suicide and would never want to suffer the kind of torture.

Seeing Tang Zhen, who was talking to the border guards, the glory of De Erye’s gray eyes.

To solve the problem, you must also ring the bell. If you want to solve your own crisis, you must start with Tang Zhen!

As long as he can forgive himself, then this thing will vanish and he will not have to die!

A warlord of a war zone will certainly not know himself. As long as he is pleading for help, he will inevitably be obstructed by his face.

De Erye thought of this place, where there was still a bit of hesitation, madly rushed to Tang Zhen, those monks did not have time to block.

Without hesitation, he fell to the ground, and De Erye continued to bow to Tang Zhen and pleaded with enthusiasm: "Tang Zhen, I am blinding the dog's eyes. You have a large number of adults, please let me go!"

Speaking of the fact that De Erye’s gimmicks are like garlic, it looks very pitiful. If you don’t know, would you guess that this is a **** butcher?

I know that today, why should I be at the beginning.

Tang Zhen didn't look at the devil on the ground. If he wanted to kill the other party, he had already started it before, why should he stay until now?

It's like an elephant stepping on its own ants, although it's easy, the scene always makes people feel awkward.

Especially when the identity is known, it is even easier to do so to avoid losing identity.

Since his identity has already been known, then he does not have to take his own shots. This De Erye is also destined to live tomorrow.

The boss of the fire stood aside, looking coldly and eagerly seeking for the second son of Lao De, followed by turning to look at the boss of the blood blade, saying in a disgusting and sardonic tone: "Hurry up and make this shameful guy Go, if you don't care, I will do it for you!"

The boss of the blood blade is also very arrogant, but at this time he must not get angry, but with the laughter rushed over, the knife will kill the second son!

"I let you kill him?"

Tang Zhen’s voice sounded, and the blood blade’s boss’s hand trembled slightly. His face turned ugly and turned to Tang Zhen’s body and asked: “How can you deal with Tang Zhen, I listen? Your!"

Tang Zhen did not say anything, and did not seem to hear the general.

The two-headed snake came over at this moment and sneered at the blood-blade blade boss: "Your man has just said that you should pour the worm into the mouth of Tang Zhen, and then pump the worms one by one from the skin. come out!"

"I really want to see his means. If you don't mind, please ask this De Erye to give you a demonstration. How does he operate?"

I have to say that the double-headed snake will seize the opportunity. At this time, it happened just right, and Tang Zhen said that there is no way to say it.

The boss of the blood-blade blade heard the words, and there was still a little hesitation. Facing the wilderness standing in the left and right, he waved and screamed and killed the pig.

Stretched his hand and groped, and finally pulled out a small jar of ceramic-like bottle from his pocket, full of creeping powder.

"Boss is this thing, and De Lao Er is using it to deal with his own enemies!"

Looking at the hand with the ceramic canister, he said to the boss of the blood blade, and the look of De Erye is very complicated.

The member of the blood-blade blade knew clearly that his boss had to do so, and he also hated De Erye.

If this matter is not handled properly today, it is estimated that the blood blade will become history, the wall will be pushed by everyone, and everyone will have to be buried for this bastard.

"Give him the go!"

The boss of the blood-blade blade waved his hand and gnashed his teeth.

"Boss, you can't do this. I know how loyal to the organization. You know, for so many years... oh..."

De Erye is still trying to struggle, and he is not expected to say that he is okay. When he mentions the past, the monks who control him are even more eager. The subconscious has increased his strength and hurts.

The boss of the blood blade is rushing up, slap on the face of De Erye, and hit back the words to be said.

"You **** bastard, the thing that Lao Tzu now regrets is that he didn't kill you early!"

The more I thought about it, the more angry I was. The boss of the blood-blade blade grabbed a small ceramic pot and reached out to pinch the second chin of De's second. In his constant mourning, all the powder inside was poured into his mouth.

It seems that this is still not deflated, he put the ceramic pot into the mouth of De Erye, and punched it.

De Lao Er spurted his mouth, but his eyes showed the color of dead gray. He knew more than these people that these powders are so powerful. Since they have been poured into their mouths, there is no possibility of living.

At this time, he was completely desperate, not pleading for mercy, nor cursing and cursing, but just lying on the ground like mud, waiting for the last moment.

In less than a minute, I saw the second old man mourning again, and began to roll around and tear his armor.

At this point I saw his body, already covered with a strange red packet, there seems to be something still squirming, seeing the scalp numb.

"Kill me, kill me, beg you!"

The old man’s painful scratching body smashed the red envelopes, and then saw a worm-like worm that showed his head and swayed in the air.

When De Lao Er reached out and grabbed the worms, they pulled the worms out of the body and put them on the ground to step on them. The face was full of crazy smiles.

However, in a blink of an eye, he has become a blood man, and his appearance is both horrible and embarrassing.

"Kill him, look at the eye."

When I heard Tang Zhen’s words, the boss of the blood-blade knife seemed to be relieved with a sigh of relief, and made a look toward his hand.

The man nodded and took a cold axe from his back. He was near the back of De Erye, and an axe smashed down.

The laughter stopped short.

De Erye was full of panic and desperate expressions and the head flew up into the sky. The headless body didn't even have a trace of blood flying out. It was so straight and poured into the dust. After a few twitches, there was no more sound.

No one on the onlookers feels pitiful and cruel, because such scenes occur in the cracked plains, not to mention De Erye is deserving of sin, and death is not enough!